"You're a good soldier, choosing your battles, pick yourself up, and dust yourself off, get back the the saddle. when you fall, get up, oh,oh, and if you fall get up, oh,oh....the pressure is on, you feel it, but you've got it all, believe it, todays the day, i feel it, you paved the way, believe it....Tsemina mina eh,eh, waka,waka,eh,eh....." Waka, Waka by Shakira

i was singing this song( really, squeaking along- bad voice day today) on the way home tonight. it is a zumba song, so it makes me happy. and i am always one to get back on the saddle if, rather when, i fall off. sometimes though, it is also good to cut your losses, and fold. i am not very good at this. this weekend i had a wonderful time. i visited with my daughter and son-in-law and it was a jammed packed couple of days. Friday, i had a "make-over"- new hairdo and color, for those of you who did not see my facebook picture. it was a wonderful experience- the hair stylist was great, and did a wonderful job. i also went to a zumba class with my daughter on Saturday morning. this is not her usual zumba class, but she goes to this one occasionally.OMG i met the zumba police! i should have cut my losses, and left- like the woman behind me did. BUT NO, i decided to tough it out. instead of water breaks, we did jumping jacks or ran in place,etc, if this had been my first zumba class i do not think i would have gone to another one. the instructor weighed about 90 pounds, and really just bounced around from place to place. she had more energy than about 10 energizer bunnies. it would not have been so bad had she not expected us to be like her, but hey, even a 12 year old girl, who was trying to take the class with her mother, sat down at one point.

don't worry, i am going to my usual zumba class tomorrow night, and i am loving my zumba instructor even more. it has taken me a couple of days to recover from the Saturday class, but i think i will be o.k. tomorrow. i am not sure about the little girl.....

today i was talking to a nurse from a doctors office. we have  sort of gotten  acquainted over the phone- she is the person  who calls in this doctor's  prescriptions. i had my squeaky voice going on and she asked me if i was sick. i guess i could have said yes, but instead i told her a little bit about my situation. turns out, she has thyroid nodules, has never had a biopsy ,and does not see an endocrinologist! i am on a mission, so i had her promise to get them checked out. i will remind her, trust me, because i talk to her on a fairly regular basis. strange how things work out, isn't it? but i have the privilege to be able to talk to quite a wide variety of people. if i can help someone out, great. early detection and diagnosis being the key here. i told her, well only 5% of thyroid nodules are cancerous, but if you are in that  lucky 5 % like i was, then it is "statistically important"- to you.

Tsemina mina eh,eh, Waka,Waka, eh,eh. who knows what that means, but i love to sing it.squeaky voice and all.